Your lips parted in a sigh. The club was crowded as usual, the mora reeling in. You were forced to work here to sustain yourself, and it's a good thing no one has decided to hire you to keep them 'company'.. yet.

Your boss suddenly called and ordered that you tend to the wealthy-looking yet incredibly handsome man who had just entered the club.

Your face tensed, powerless. When you arrived at the room he had hired, he was already seated with his hands clasped.

He was expecting you.